Future to the Back
In 33 minutes, relative to my own time zone I will, as far as my brain is concerned, live in the future.
Yes, it’s an entirely arbitrary definition of the future based on a time travel comedy, but it has real meaning for me. Unlike many things I watched that happened in “the future,” from the time I saw them – such as Escape From New York, 2001, Clockwork Orange and (and the upcoming ‘futures’ for Running Man, and still-far-out Demolition Man), BtF2 really felt like a far-off but achievable date that would come *someday*.
I used to be really concerned about the future, but those thoughts are mostly back-burnered nowadays.
The future has some awesome stuff. Netflix and Internet are awesome. Stadium seating in theaters is nice. There’s some social stuff I didn’t even realize were issues in the 1980-s that we’ve made major progress on (and some we haven’t).
I’m married. I’m a professional game designer. I live in Seattle. I can order a book from a device held in my hand at 3am and have it to read 90 seconds later. People add bacon to donuts. Lord of the Rings movies exist, and are amazing.
Smart phones, which mean I have my own communicator. Electric cars. Mars probes.
Overall, I’m pretty happy with the future.
Though jetpacks would have been cooler.